So now it happens – I’m back on the blog, and I find myself with nothing to bloggy to say. This past week has felt so full. Running, making, doing, being. Waking up early, going to bed late. Working, working, working on all my different projects. Swimming, biking, sewing, felting, writing, cleaning, cleaning, cleaning. Winter clothes out, summer clothes in. Kids in the car, kids out of the car. Laundry in and laundry out. And the sound of Matty sawing in the background.
I met a man two days ago who spent his weekend spinning sugar and maple syrup. Around and around and around and around and around and around… He was smiling, and so am I. All these little moments are what I live for. And life feels good.